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 Sep 2017 Tanisha
oni
better?
 Sep 2017 Tanisha
oni
"i love you
more
than they
loved you"

but do you
love her better?
 Sep 2017 Tanisha
J
Carnival Clown.
 Sep 2017 Tanisha
J
Trying on my sister’s makeup at six years old,
Seemed like the coolest thing,
Using all sorts of crayons for your eyes in different colors,
Like the ones included in my $1.75 coloring book,
I was trying to be beautiful,
But I knew I didn’t need it,
Using mascara on my hair,
Using extensions to make my hair longer,
Using blush as eye shadow,
Drawing on red cheeks with lipstick,
Taking her size B bra and stuffing it with toilet paper,
Trying on heels because I want to be taller,
Putting on a dress and finally be able to fill it out with my stuffed bra,
I thought I was beautiful,
Even though I probably looked like a carnival clown,
10 years later,
I know how to use makeup,
I use mascara on my eyelashes,
I use eyeliner for my eyes,
I use blush for my cheeks,
I use lipstick for my lips,
I have a double D bra and fill it without toilet paper,
I own heels but I can’t wear them because I am too tall,
I have hair to my waist,
I’m still trying to be beautiful,
But I now won’t show my face without makeup,
I wear a mask hoping someone will remove it,
To tell me I don’t need it,
But they don’t because I do,
Because in my eyes,
I still look like a carnival clown.
 Sep 2017 Tanisha
Shashank Virkud
You were a different version of the religion,
you were a ****** of the region when we met.
I had the brownest eyes. You had the greenest eyes.
chin sits perfectly in shoulder,
hand fits in hand, molded.
I had hair like a little girl's. You had hair like a little boy's.
Both half ******, my arms were as thin as yours, and toned.
You didn't own a single curve, just edges and bone.
Only your lips were soft. Only my lips were soft.
The fading light bounced off the angles of my abdomen and visible ribcage,
made your mouth water. With a shy,
curling finger,
you called me over to you.
It drove me wilder.

We undressed each other under the covers.
You giggled and I crumbled when you saw
I needed help with the clasp of your bra.
I chuckled, returned the favor when you gave up on my belt buckle.
I had the body of a little girl. You had the body of a little  boy.
The sheets wound around and pressed us together,
You had the hardest hips. I had the hardest hips.
You compromised what was inside your mind;
I felt those first few moans rattle your
visible ribcage and escape through lips pursed
like a porcelain doll.
Took it all in, held on to your fragile frame
and from the moment we were free,
two children in the wilderness.
 Sep 2017 Tanisha
Tristan Taylor
You know
I bet you won’t hear this often
Especially from a guy like me
Or a guy period
But you’re loyal
I appreciate you
There is a certain beauty to you
Most guys would say
“Take it off!"
“Show us the goods!"
A younger me would say that as well.
But I learned
As I matured
That you are not just a piece of clothing you throw off
You protect
You are the bouncer in those beautiful bouncing clubs
You are the guardian of that treasure chest
The colors
Red ones
Blue ones
Black ones
Purple ones
From the color, I can always learn
Thank you for the magnificence of cleavage
You know the perfect balance of tease.
Now, I know this isn’t my territory
You’re loyal.
I appreciate you.
In my defense,
Don’t get offended
When I say
“Nice Rack.”
Appreciation poem to the bra from the male perspective.
 Sep 2017 Tanisha
Styles
Blind-date
 Sep 2017 Tanisha
Styles
Bra-Strap
Undone.
****** Squeezed,
index-finger,
and thumb.
*******,
Teasing,
With tongue.
Loud screaming,
Heavy breathing,
You ***
Soft gasp,
we both laugh,
legs numb.
You first,
now I'm done.
 Sep 2017 Tanisha
Sydney
Unlike so many people I know,
You pick me up when I’m feeling low.

You support me in everything I do,
I wouldn’t be able to do life without you.

You are so simple to hide,
And your straps so easy to slide.

You accept people big and small,
And even those who are short and tall.

You come in so many shapes and sizes,
Push up, lightly lined, 34 A, B and C all seem like prizes.

You come in so many pretty colors too,
Pink, red, orange, yellow, rainbow and even blue.

Without you, my life would be a jumble,
I know you’ll have my back even when i tumble.

I will never not be longing for your touch,
I love you so so much.
 Sep 2017 Tanisha
Pretty girl
I like the feeling of lips on skin
Smeared lipstick
We look silly with my red all over our cheeks
But we don't care about those little things
A big thing is happening
My legs wrapped around your waist
Take off the bra that's lace
Place your hands where you know I like
My eyes roll up into the sky
Lips I bite
Yours and mine
I like the way you roll your hips
And thrusts so good should not exist
hold my hands and whisper things
I've got prints on my thighs
They're a redish white
Don't worry
I like that you hold them tight
We don't need wine to feel this good
I took one look and I was hooked
Eyelashes fluttering
You are sputtering
As you spank me
"God... Yes.."
I mumble into the kiss
One more ****** before you bust
And I go nuts
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